Ding Ling looked up, only to see that the crow had already spread its wings and soared into the clouds, disappearing without a trace.
Its speed was extremely fast, like a flash of lightning; more like flying escape, instant teleportation, full of mystery, unpredictable!
"What a powerful body technique."
Ding Ling was moved:
"What a mysterious transformation skill!"
He couldn't see through Zuo Ci's Daoist skill at all.
If he had to face such magical and unpredictable Daoist magic in three days, how was he going to fight? How was he going to contend?
"Is this person Zuo Ci?"
Diao Chan was shocked:
"How can he be this strange?!"
"Like a monster."
Da and Xiao Qiao added.
Ding Ling was stunned, then smiled and said:
"The talk of monsters is elusive. This Zuo Ci may only be proficient in the art of transformation. We are simply lacking in insight and can't see through it."
"Ding Ling, do you have the confidence to beat him?"
Du Qingcheng looked worried:
